Archmage Daily Research Report

The entire Capital City Prison is divided into several tall skyscrapers. This is a new century building complex, so the building is so tall that it almost reaches the sky, and it is full of light-polluted glass exterior walls, but it is night.The buildings are connected by air bridges, floating police cars are flying around outside, and the military helicopters in the prison are also shooting at something.

Fortunately, the prison is in the suburbs, the location is far away, and the city is under martial law for the summit meeting, otherwise the reporter's saliva would have drowned it out.

We quickly walked out of the mage's cell area where there were no people. After entering the covered bridge, the alarm sound became clearer, and the red spotlights on both sides of the corridor flashed. Can make people anxious, let alone an actual emergency.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Found the intruder!"

We heard such cries—it seems that it is really a jailbreak, and it is very likely that a demon with great potential (and wealth) is locked here, and his subordinates finally started to rescue him after planning for a long time.

Then we saw the wounded retreat, and Mel and I immediately leaned against the wall, waiting for them to pass.

A few seriously wounded were lying on a suspended stretcher and groaning. When we passed by, Mel and I quickly detected the injury on that person with magic power—it was not a magic injury, nor was it like a weapon wound.

"I'm afraid it was injured by a thermal weapon." I said, "There is a little magic power fluctuation left, it should be a firefight with a magic weapon."

Mel frowned: "Then the federal prison guards should write a review."

"Yeah, I don't think the Federation will lag behind in terms of advanced weapons (I saw Mel showing a positive expression, because those advanced weapons have his masterpieces)." I nodded, "But the alarm has been sounding for a long time and it hasn't been resolved yet. Finished, haven't the prison guards been trained recently?"

"Sipe, watch out ahead!" Mel reminded me.

There was the sound of firefighting in the front corridor. The cell area was intricate and the corridors looked very similar. The cells in this area were not so empty. The prisoners were locked in their own rooms, some looked around worriedly, some gloated, and even Cheers for the Jailjackers, they're so annoying, I couldn't help but turn a few foul mouthed guys into rabbits, and then the cell started screaming louder than an alarm, I glanced sideways... well, May You turned into a cat, and the cat is also very cute, I like it.

The current barriers of each cell were opened, and from time to time guards who were sent flying hit them, sending out a burst of sparks.

We rushed to the battle area, and there was a small group of prison guards lying on the ground in the hallway ahead. Their injuries varied, but they did not seem to be life-threatening. Then we saw a man around the corner trying to read the guards with a strange instrument. Fingerprints - I guess they are reading fingerprints, because the opening of most high-end prison cells requires security verification by senior guards. Judging from the clothes, this unconscious guard may be the chief of this area.

Mel didn't say anything, and a thunderbolt flew over. The black figure bounced and was not paralyzed.

"Magic resistance?" Mel was stunned. "Only one who knows magic can have magic resistance. A mage who runs so fast?"

"Impossible, chase!" I said, opened the shield, and Mel covered us with the acceleration spell, and then we flew forward quickly-yes, although we mages can't run fast normally, who said Is the mage going to run properly on two legs?We can fly!

That figure is very flexible, and he is running on both legs, which makes us unable to believe that it is a mage. Even a battle mage who is not doing business properly in the eyes of some orthodox mages can at most know basic swordsmanship. A mage called special forces!

Mel and I used a few teleports to shorten the distance between us and him, and the figure is now clear - it is indeed not a mage.

I frowned at the man's strange appearance, and Mel obviously knew what it was, and he shouted in surprise: "Enhanced cyborg?"

Although the man couldn't see us chasing us, the mage's invisibility can only hide the vision, and he can still judge our approach by hearing and other senses, especially when Mel yelled, so he turned around immediately, with a magic hand With a guided machine gun, one wrist was folded, and a knife was stretched out with a click. The blade was sharp and bright, and electric arcs flashed from time to time.

Oh!Shapeshifter!I'm pretty sure the knife was attached to his arm!

With a bang, the strange man leaped into the air, slashed down, and hit my air shield. Mel immediately followed, the shadow dance was completed, and the shadows of the three of us rushed towards the strange man at the same time. He was obviously shocked. After a while - Mel's spell is very well-known, he may just be surprised why he met Mel here.

He tried to shoot at the shadow, but the bullet passing through the shadow was the same as piercing through the air, but the shadow couldn't kill him as easily as killing the orc for the time being. Looking at the wall and even the ceiling, shadow attacks flashed several times.

While he was entangled with the shadow, I made a sudden move, and a silently cast spiritual piercing shot over him soundlessly and invisible-a spell cast by pure spiritual power, attacking the opponent's will, um... Strictly speaking, it is a forbidden spell. It was discovered that it was not a public security case, and it was properly listed on the list of black mages.

However, no one will report me, so what are you afraid of!

...And I think the media is a bit frightened, thinking that everything they see is black magic. In fact, spiritual piercing is an orthodox spiritual spell, not black magic!

The strange man was caught off guard by the trick, and his movements suddenly became sluggish. At this moment, Mel's shadow rushed forward, and the movement simply and quickly broke his neck.

"Who is this person!" I gasped, looked at the corpse, and couldn't help asking.

"Haven't you seen it? Oh, that's right, the Federation prohibits these things." Mel said, he was still vigilant, and I could feel an absolute guardian under his tongue, ready to cast spells at any time.

The corpse was very... weird, he was wearing a light exoskeleton, he was all black, and the federal infantry wore exoskeletons, so that wasn't what surprised me, what surprised me was that this guy seemed to have mechanical prosthetic limbs , I saw the bearings in the knees, the power lines exposed in the forearms, and these are connected to the exoskeleton, and his face-he has a small piece of skin on his face that exposed metal.

"Cyborg." Mel frowned. He asked Shadow to quickly disassemble the limbs of the corpse, and said, "Part of the body has been transformed into a mechanical human. If he is connected to a remote terminal, their behind-the-scenes mastermind can After his human part died, the remote-controlled mechanical part continued the fight."

"Cyborg?" I was startled—thanks to Jasmine, I know what it is!That's why I was so shocked, and the reason why I didn't recognize it at first glance was very simple, "It's illegal to transform into a cyborg without permission in the Federation!"

"That's right." Mel nodded, "In our federation, only outstanding soldiers who have been injured in battle in the army can undergo this type of surgery to restore their mobility after a strict review. Civilians are not allowed to modify their limbs into machines. Unless it is a special application for necessary medical needs."

He continued to examine the person and said: "This person's body has more than 50% mechanical parts. I guess it's a private military company. Some countries allow private military companies to own legal cyborgs."

"...The kind that takes money to help people fight?"

"Well, the modern organizational structure of mercenaries." Mel said, "Compared to the legendary era, mercenaries rely on an excellent regiment commander, and tasks are assigned by the mercenary guild. Many modern mercenaries tend to be in this form of company. Organization, uh...they feel that they will have a sense of security if they have an entry contract and five social insurances and one housing fund, and they are still employees of large companies."

I sneered.

Mel also found it funny: "I fought in the Kunlan Safari Team back then. That name has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is an ancient mercenary group with a glorious history, so the current head is still very resistant to registering as a company. , but many members hope to become private military companies... However, no one in the Kunlan Safari Team uses mechanical prosthetics, so I just heard that some military companies will do this kind of transformation for members, implanting magical technology components into their bodies , to increase combat effectiveness, but this is the first time I have seen it.”

"There is no illness or disaster, but you actually cut off a good body and replaced it with a machine?" I find it unacceptable.

"Yeah!" Mel also looked disgusted, "Oh? Which country is it from? I forgot the name, ah, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they are proud of 'modernization' and 'mechanization'. Not only do they not prohibit it, but they also encourage it. Citizens do that."

"Oh, I also have the impression that you said it. Representatives from various countries criticized it at the National Defense Joint Council." I nodded my forehead, "I don't remember the names of emerging countries. I only know that they hate magic and don't I like traditional knights and warriors. Even the Knights Templar of Light once wanted to visit and participate in their National Day activities, but they were rejected. I think the believers of the God of Light have a good temper. If it were, I would throw the forbidden curse. "

"No, people do their own way. Young people on the street regard mechanical limbs as their beauty. I have seen photos in the media. They are really a group of demons dancing wildly, and their aesthetics are quite deformed." Mel still said with disgust, "When they see a mage, they will probably directly Let's fight around."

"Tsk, radical modernists, such people have always existed. In their eyes, magic and martial arts are the cancers of the old age, and all technological products are too beautiful. Even if it is a feces fermentation machine, they can pounce on it and call it baby. "I said, "Isn't the lesson of history enough? Nothing can be too extreme. Isn't it enough to experience the 'glorious years' once? Do you want to come again?"

The "Dark Years" in history, although it literally refers to the rapid rise of technology during that period, the traditional magic and knight martial arts were criticized, the temple and the mage academy were brutally suppressed for a time, and people once forgot the past, but in reality In fact, it was a disaster for the whole world. There is no doubt that fortunately, people realized it soon; Pollution, mass death of ancient species, rare magical creatures are on the verge of extinction, elves once disappeared, dwarves, tribal people and highlanders, close relatives and neighbors of human beings, almost went to war with us, and there are a series of serious problems such as public security chaos in the city. Shenji, our life has just improved, some people heal their scars and forget the pain, they really should be blasted with a forbidden spell!

"So this cyborg should be hired to rob the prison." Mel said, "I don't know who they are going to rob."

I also knelt down and put my hand on his head, but I sensed it and found that there must be a mechanism in his brain, and those mechanisms are still working. I guess they are some magic devices to improve this. Cyborg's magic resistance, so I can't use soul search on him.

"You know soul searching? That's necromancy!" Mel said pleasantly after hearing what I said, "Wow, that's amazing!"

"I learned it by chance by looking through ancient books... I once got the handwriting of an ancient mage by chance." I was a little embarrassed by his praise, "I will write down the spell for you when we go out, but I don't have a chance to practice it. It is best not to use the memory-checking spell on living people, there are ancient books that record the experimental results, it will almost turn people into idiots."

"So using it on dead people won't reduce the effect?"

I shook my head: "Although it depends on the spiritual power of the deceased, in most cases, it will not affect it when used just after death. If he was a top archmage during his lifetime, we may still be able to recover from his bones thousands of years later." Read the information online."

"Sipe, you really have read a lot of ancient books!" Mel said in admiration.

I smiled: "That's the only benefit of being a member of the Federation. I can borrow books from the big library at will."

"Well, it seems that I will go there often in the future. The big library is really a great place." Mel said, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said excitedly, "I should consider moving to the capital city!"

"Really!" I said pleasantly, "Then we will have plenty of time to study spells!"

"That's right! We can be together!" Mel nodded. "That's a great idea! Let's do it!"